The last few days (or was it weeks? He hadn't bothered distinguishing one day from the next.) seemed to go by in a flurry of new sights, textures, and plenty of delectable sounds. The number of things that still remained to be examined by a curious touch, or heard by a wobbly ear firmly pressed against it, seemed limitless. And so, his wanderlust
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She took a moment to take it all in before spotting her friend. With a polite bow to the great wolf spirit, she patted and hugged Fontaine on the way to Nokosi.
"This is amazing Kosi... And it's very relieving." She sat by next to him and listened to the story thoughtfully. The young half orcess hugged her knees to her and rested her head on top of them.
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Take that, peace and quiet! Barging into the middle of this tranquil scene came a vapid if cheerful-looking girl, who wasn't the one talking with Crispin Freeman's a badass voice. That particular honor was reserved for the book the girl was carrying -- a large tome with a face that looked at the various animals with healthy skepticism. "Why is a spider even that big?" it demanded of the two actual real people sitting there, as if this was somehow a socially acceptable way to get information.
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"Oh. Hey. You. And..." he straightened up, a curious look crossing his eyes as they rested on the...talking book? Oh, those crazy wizards and cultists. What won't they shoot magic into?
"They just are, I guess. Almost all the animals in Azeroth are big. For whatever reason."
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"Yup, pretty much. I even heard there where some armor wearin' marmots and bunnies in Mulgore. But the guy was drunk as they come so I figured it was all in his head. Tho, it's true the animals tend to be larger for whatever reason." The half orcess kept her attention on the great wolf spirit tho every now and then would shoot a curious look at the book.
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She needed to talk with her friend. It was both because she'd treated him dishonorably, and because he was the only living person on the entire ship she had a personal connection to. She knew her friend-plus-battlebuddy. She'd fought to keep him from being smushed like a grape, and he kept distracting the enemies when they were swarmed.
She sat down beside him quietly and just waited. Eventually, one of them would talk, or the animals would jump upon her and tear her to pieces.
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"Stop being a jerk, Barnaby," Nokosi warned, letting his arm flop to the ground between them. The bird turned its beak up in disdain before hopping off the Draenei's lap and up the hunter's arm, back to its perch on his head.
"Hi Neeeee-haaaaa," he sang, stretching her name out. "I could smell you when you came in. Did you come to see Goldrinn? He's Fontaine's hero."
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This must have been the one that Nehaa was talking about.
"I take it that the War of the Ancients isn't of interest to you."
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"An elf," he said simply, before shaking his head slightly. "No...I wanted to hear about the War of the Sands, but Fontaine complained too much since his 'hero' wasn't a part of that."
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Her eyebrows furrowed and she made a face that was probably one part amusement to two parts don't remind me. "And yes. I am. Surprise."
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He stretched his limbs out, a smile curling on his lips. "And everyone talks about demons all the time. I'd rather hear about another threat that almost destroyed Azeroth. Again."
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